Such a straightforward remark, if placed in other circumstances, would be extremely impolite to another person.

But at this moment, from this simple, honest young man, shouting out urgently, it didn't make people feel offended, but just a little shocked.

"You know...... My mother? ”

After being silent for a few seconds, Bo Jinghan furrowed his brows and asked in a low voice.

The hands holding the cup trembled uncontrollably.

Warm who ripples shallowly in the cup.

"I, I...... I didn't mean to offend, I'm just stupid, and I'm in a hurry, just, just-"

The young man scratched his head embarrassedly and hurriedly tried to explain, but he didn't know what to say, so he stammered.

Bo Jinghan smiled soothingly, raised his wrist slightly, and waved his hand slightly, indicating that he didn't care.

And the black and bright eyes, full of wisps of eagerness and unconcealable curiosity, were projected directly on the young man's face, with a little forbearance and very earnest inquiry.

This silent act can easily win the favor of others.

Because, there is a good connotation called respect.

The old man sitting behind the young man took this qiē into his eyes.

He screamed a few times, raised his foot and kicked the young man who was still struggling, and then made a sign language to Bo Jinghan and them.

But Bo Jinghan's cognitive Cheng Dù did not reach such a high level.

Therefore, when the old man finished the long list of sign language, her expression was still confused: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I can only understand a little ......"

The old man seemed to be a little anxious, and kicked his nephew fiercely, and in front of him, he re-typed the sign language, and finally pointed at Bo Jinghan.

The young man with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain, who has been very embarrassed, quietly rubbed his ass that was kicked n times.

After the old man finished his words in sign language, he turned to Bo Jinghan and said, "Girl, my uncle is explaining to you, how can we know that Bo Qingqing is your mother." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he realized that the last three words sounded very inappropriate, and he covered his mouth sharply.

But seeing that Bo Jinghan didn't frown, obviously didn't think about it, he also calmed down, and boldly continued: "Actually, I thought you were kind from the beginning, but for a while, I just couldn't remember. But just now, my uncle reminded me that I should help the guest with that today, and I remembered. ”

What's that?

What's the matter?

Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows silently, looked at him inquiringly, and waited quietly for him to solve his doubts.

The young man scratched his head, sat down suddenly, and opened his mouth in a loud voice: "Alas, let's say so! A gentleman instructed us to put a bunch of hydrangeas in front of Bo Qingqing's tombstone every week...... Hydrangea. It seems to be the name, the flowers don't taste good, all year round, you can buy them in that flower shop, and it's pretty beautiful, it's a ball! That gentleman also specially instructed us that it is best to send blue, and if there is no blue, we will change it to another color. Because I often go to change flowers, and after a long time, I also have an impression of Bo Qingqing's photos. Look closely, you and she really look alike! ”

As he spoke, the young man laughed again.

But Bo Jinghan's mind was deeply held by his words.

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